“HI BRINN!” Nick’s eyes shot open and this was all the warning he received before the walls of flesh that surrounded him suddenly compressed on him from all sides. The breath was knocked out of him. And Brinn too, if the giant gasp she let out was any indication.

“Hi Zara… Nice to …see you again.” She coughed “Um… hey, can’t… breathe…” Suddenly the pressure released and both Nick and Brinn were able to inhale again.

“Oops sorry.” the other feminine voice giggled. “I just missed you, how was your trip? Did that human work out for you?”

“He did indeed!” Nick heard Brinn respond. “Do you want to see him?” Without waiting for an answer, the zipper in front of Nick opened again, letting in sunlight that momentarily dazzled Nick’s eyes.

“Oh… he is cute! Look at him there all snuggled into your breasts!” When Nick’s vision cleared he found himself face to face, almost literally, with a new giantess. Had she been born on Earth, Nick could have easily described her as “Asian” but he wasn’t sure what she would be called here. She had long black hair that had been streaked with blue, green and purple stripes. Her lips, which were pulled into a huge grin, were a dark green. Her eyes, wide and bright with excitement were almond shaped and a startling purple. At first Nick suspected cosmetics were responsible for these colorations, until he remembered he was dealing with an alien race, so he really couldn’t assume anything like that.

“Well, looks like he’s awake. No wonder, I suppose.” Nick glanced up to see Brinn beaming down at him. “Nick, this is my best friend and roommate, Zara.” Zara reached out to him with her index finger, the tip of which was the size of his head, and with a fingernail painted black. This much he could tell was makeup, because it was slightly chipped. Nick reached out and grasped the fingertip in his hand.

“Hello Zara, my name is Nick, I’m, uh… Brinn’s pet.”

These words caused Zara to break out in another fit of giggles. “Oh, he’s so well trained.”

Brinn chuckled, causing her bosom to shake slightly. “Actually, I didn’t have to train him at all. He’s just really obedient.” She leaned in conspiratorially and stage-whispered into her friend’s ear, although Nick could tell she intended him to hear it. “I think he just likes my breasts.”

Zara let out a laugh. “I wouldn’t be surprised. Anyway, why are we standing out here? Get in here, Sophia is waiting.”

Nick began to panic, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to handle any more giant women. But it turned out that he didn’t need to worry, Sophia wasn’t a giant, she was- amazingly- a person his own size, and she looked like she was around his age. She was standing on top of a table inside the house.

She was athletic looking, with smooth skin the color of mocha and hair that was waist length, silky smooth and jet black. Any more than this he could not see, because they were still about an entire football field’s length away. Although, he could tell (much to his embarrassment,) that she was as naked as he was.

At the sound of the giant’s entrance, the small girl turned to look at their approach, and waved excitedly. With a lurch that caught him by surprise, Brinn rushed forward and gathered the little girl into her hand. Nick watched as the girl was raised, sailing past him in Brinn’s hand, to the giant’s lips and given a kiss that covered the girl’s entire face.

“Sophia! I missed you!”

The tiny person responded, but Nick didn’t hear her, because he found himself awash in a wave of emotions. Confusion primarily, because wasn’t he her pet? This thought was followed by the tiniest bit of jealousy, which surprised him. Brinn lowered her hand back down to the table, which allowed Sophia to disembark. Her other hand swung around and effortlessly plucked Nick from his perch, and placed him on the table next to the girl. Nick was shocked to realize she was about three inches taller (as he reckoned it) than he was.

“Sophia, this is Nick.” Brinn said “Nick, this Sophia, Zara’s little doll.”

Brinn turned to her friend, momentarily distracted from the little pets. “Oh! Zara I just have to tell you all about the Titan Station! You have to go there someday; you would not believe the computer set up they have…” She grabbed her shorter friend by the arm and dragged her into the other room. Nick and Sophia were left, trapped and forgotten, on the table top.

Nick turned around to look at the other occupant of the table, and was immediately aware of the fact that, like him, she was completely naked. He felt himself blush furiously and turned away.

“Oh knock it off Nick!” She chided playfully. “Yes, I’m naked. So are you, and there’s nothing either of us can do about it. So unless you’re determined to sit at opposite ends of this table and stare outward, why don’t you sit here by me and we can talk? I haven’t had a chance to talk to anybody else from Earth for a long time.”

Nick turned back to face her, surprised. “You’re from Earth too?”

“Sure am. I got taken a few years back.” She leaned forward and to rest her forearms against her knees. “My name’s Sophia.”

Nick decided to get over his bashfulness and went and sat down next to her. “It’s nice to meet you. Hopefully you can explain a few things for me. Is this a common thing? For them to take people from Earth, I mean.”

Sophia ran a hand through her hair contemplatively. “It’s not something that happens a lot, because the Titans have a sort of ‘non-intervention’ thing going… Most of the ‘pets’ that are in the empire have been bred. Every so often, though, they run some study or another that requires ‘wild’ humans.” She shrugged. “I’m not sure if they’re in contact with our governments or not, but it’s usually orphans and foster kids that get ‘volunteered.’ That’s what happened to me.”

Nick leaned forward and spoke in a hushed voice. “What… what did they do to you, if you don’t mind me asking?”

Sophia looked startled at the somber tone of his voice and the serious look on his face, and then burst out laughing. “Relax. It wasn’t Frankenstein’s Lab or anything. Mostly they’d put a bunch of us in a room and watch how we interacted with each other, or with simple toys.” She shrugged again. “Sometimes they’d test our ability to problem-solve. At worst I felt like a rat in a maze, but Titan’s aren’t big fans of animal cruelty, and there’s no way that Zara would have let them do anything horrible to us.”

Nick blinked. “Zara?”

Sophia nodded with a grin. “She was the head researcher for the study I was a part of. She may seem like a bit of a ditz, but even by Titan standards she’s a certified genius. She’s already got the equivalent of at least two doctorates.” Sophia sounded almost… proud. “When the study I was a part of finished, she made sure all the test subjects were taken care of. She took me in herself.”

“Zara took you?”

Sophia threw him a confused look. “Yes. Zara.” After a second, sudden understanding shone on her face. “Oh! You thought I was Brinn’s too. No, I mean they both live here so they both took care of me, but I’m really Zara’s, I guess.”

“And you don’t… mind?”

Sophia chuckled, mirthlessly. “There are worse things than being here.” The two of them lapsed into contemplative silence for a moment.

“So.” Sophia began, to break the silence. “What’s your story?” Nick launched into the explanation that Brinn had given him as to how he came to be a pet to an alien giant. It sounded even weirder coming from him.

“Sounds like you lucked out. Although I suppose if you hadn’t, you never would have known.”

Nick shuddered, he really didn’t like thinking about that. “I…I guess.” Any further conversation was interrupted by the sound of the two giantesses chatting as they reentered the room.

“…And so I told him that just because the mag-lifter could do a barrel-roll, that doesn’t make it a good idea!” Zara was saying to Brinn, causing them both to erupt into gales of laughter.
The two of them stood at the edge of the table, looking down on the pair of humans.

“Hope you two are getting along!” Brinn said brightly. She gathered Nick into her palm, and raised him to her face. “Come on handsome; let me show you your accommodations!”

With a grin, she deposited Nick into his place in her cleavage. Nick could feel himself blush from head to toe, because while it was still extremely comfortable (and arousing…) it was also somewhat embarrassing in the presence of another human. “Thanks for making sure everything got set up for him while I was gone, Zara.”

“It’s no problem at all. It’ll be nice to have another one in the house. Sophia gets lonely.”
The perky giantess turned her violet eyes on Nick. “You be good for her okay little Nick? And maybe after your ‘New Toy”’ status has worn off, Brinn will let you play with me for a while, hmm?” She flashed him a wicked grin.

Brinn rolled her eyes. “Geez Zara. He’s only been here a few minutes.” With that she zipped herself up again, plunging Nick into darkness and began to walk up the stairs to her own room.
It wasn’t long before the zipper was once again opened and Nick was lifted from his perch and placed on a dresser that was roughly the size of a small office building.

On top of this dresser was what looked like a giant terrarium, only instead of plastic plants and rocks, it was carpeted and had a couple of fluffy looking mats, what was probably a food dish and a water dispenser. He also realized that part of the enclosure had been cordoned off by a divider, with the glass wall being darkened by paint. Nick was pretty sure he knew what that area was for.

“Welcome to your new home Nicky!” Brinn gushed as she held Nick up so he could look inside at all the “amenities.”

“I’m going to be living in there?”

“Well, only when you’re sleeping or I’m not around.”

“Oh.”

“However, it’s not bed time for you yet!” She reached out and wrapped her soft fingers around him, lifting him off her dresser and carrying him over to her bed. “I haven’t had a chance to really play with my new toy!”

She sat down on her bed and leaned back against her pillows, idly stroking Nick’s hair as she smiled down at him. “You have just been amazing today, Nick. Why if I didn’t know any better, I’d have sworn you’d been bred on this planet and fully obedience trained.” Her smile turned wistful. “In a way it’s too bad. Sometimes it can be fun showing a human who’s boss.”

Nick blinked, and then got a wicked smile on his face that Brinn didn’t notice. Without warning he began to violently struggle in her grip. “You can’t do this to me! Let me go you GIANT!”

For a second a hurt look flashed across Brinn’s face. “Nick what are you…?” But then she caught on and it was replaced by a mischievous grin. She tightened her grip on Nick just enough to prevent him from moving. “You seem to be forgetting who’s in charge around here little one. I think I need to teach you a lesson!”

“I don’t think so!” Nick yelled before leaning forward and biting Brinn’s knuckle as hard as he could.

“Ouch!” The giantess yelled, dropping Nick onto the bed between her legs. The bite hadn’t really hurt, in fact it had been barely felt, but she had her role to play too.

For a second Nick lay dazed from the fall, but then he was up and running down the length of her bed. “Oh no you don’t!” Brinn reached out and seized Nick’s ankle and quickly raised him, dangling upside down, to her face.

“Bite me will you? Well two can play at that game.” Without further warning Nick found himself dangling over her open mouth, and then dropped onto her soft wet tongue with a splat. Her jaws snapped shut behind him, sealing him in moist warm darkness.

At first Nick was going to continue with his defiant farce, until her deft tongue began to undulate between his legs and his cries for release were cut off by a groan of pleasure. He stretched out along the length of her tongue, which was only slightly longer than his body, and enjoyed the way her taste buds felt against his skin.

Without thinking he found himself embracing her tongue and grinding his hips into it like a lover, his own tongue darting out to taste her saliva. Her moans of pleasure vibrated down his spine.

Finally after several minutes, he twitched violently and then fell limp in her mouth. With a giggle Brinn pushed him through her pursed lips and into the palm of her hand. “See? I told you it can be fun when tiny humans struggle” She licked her lips.

“You do taste good though,” She teased, “No wonder those smugglers wanted to eat you!” She gave Nick a long, lingering lick up the front of his body.

Brinn smiled devilishly. “Okay then, it’s my turn!”

Nick’s eyes flew open in alarm. Just what exactly did she mean by that? He looked down and realized that Brinn was now also completely naked. She must have removed her clothes while he was in her mouth.

“What?!”

Brinn giggled at the alarm on her little toy’s face. “Well, yeah! You didn’t think I’d let you get away with being the only one to have some fun, did you?”

“But… You can’t mean what I think you mean!”

“I’m pretty sure I do.” She kissed his chest and began to lower him towards her crotch. Spreading her legs, she dropped him on the bed between her thighs. “Don’t worry, we’ll go slowly.” She cupped his body in her palm and carefully pressed him against her moistened sex.
Any protestations that Nick might have made were cut off when his mouth was shoved up against a clitoris half the size of his head.

Deciding that maybe this wasn’t such a bad situation, he began to lap at the protruding organ and was immensely pleased at the rather seismic reaction he elicited from the titaness. “I see you’ve decided to play along.” Brinn gasped, continuing to rub Nick against her crotch. “That wasn’t bad for a beginner.” She taunted.

With a derisive snort, Nick braced his feet against her fingers and his back against her palm. He took as much of her clit into his mouth as he could and used both hands to trace around the edge of the clitoral hood and down both sides of her labia, repeating that pattern with varying degrees of speed and pressure. His efforts were rewarded by another intense ride as Brinn let out another explosive yell and bucked her hips wildly. Fortunately for Nick she retained enough presence of mind to keep her hand braced against him so he wouldn’t go flying across the room.

Brinn hooked her pinkie and pointer fingers, each under one of Nick’s armpits, then used her other two fingers to brace his body as she slid him up to his sternum inside of herself. Nick attempted to continue playing with her clit but discovered he could no longer reach it. At this point, he was pretty much along for the ride.

The giantess used both her fingers and the bottom three fourths of Nick’s body to continue stimulating herself. Nick, for his part, was fascinated by the 3D IMAX view he was getting. The pressure on his lower body was intense, her body heat was extreme and Nick couldn’t help but enjoy the feeling of her warm thick fluid soaking his body.

After several minutes of this, and Brinn’s moans and yelps becoming more frequent, more intense and more insistent, her body suddenly reached a crescendo. Her muscles clamped down on his body, her voice rang out like thunder above him, and an intense flood of her juices washed over him, leaving him breathless in her palm.

Nick was pressed against her belly while Brinn allowed herself a few moments to cool down. A part of him was hoping she’d just leave him there because it was extremely soft and comfortable.

Once she’d gotten her breathing under control, Brinn plucked Nick up between finger and thumb. She brought him to her smiling mouth, where she used her enormous tongue to lick him clean… again. “Well,” She sighed happily, “I hope that was fun for you too.”

Nick was too exhausted to reply, all he could manage was a weak smile.

“Aww did I wear my little toy out? That’s okay. It’s your first night, you’ll get used to it. In the meantime, I think you need to lie down for a while. I’ll never understand how you humans can sleep so much.” With a gentle smile, she pressed him to her soft lips, and then lowered him down onto the mat in the terrarium, where he fell into a deep and gratified sleep.
Or possibly a light coma.

***

“Wake up little one!” Alex opened his eyes and sat up, suddenly wide awake. He looked around wildly only to see that, no it wasn’t a dream. He was still in the possession of a giant woman. She was seated on the floor in front of the desk that had been his prison, she was holding him in her palm.

“There we go!” Rixie cooed softly. “…Did you sleep well? …Probably not huh?” Alex couldn’t be sure, but he almost sensed a tone of… apprehension in her voice. He looked at her face; she was biting the corner of her lip, and didn’t seem to want to look him in the eye… So to speak.

“Listen, uh, I….” She cleared her throat. “Oh! I bought you a present!” She set him down on the desktop and ducked below his line of sight. When she reappeared she set a large container down behind him. It was a clear glass box, with a puffy cushion on one side and what looked like a makeshift basketball hoop hung up on the other. Alex glanced up at the giant woman’s face. She had an expectant grin on her face, but it didn’t match her eyes. Her eyes were… worried. Perhaps even pleading.

“Am I supposed to live in that?” Alex wondered. The grin fell off of Rixie’s face.

“Well, I thought this would be more comfortable than the drawer. And it’s only temporary, once I’m through with my tour of duty, I can get you something much nicer…” Her voice faltered a bit and she looked away again, obviously uncomfortable with something. “Look, Alex I… I’m sorry for how I treated you earlier. I like to play a little rough, and sort of… forgot to take in to account how all of this must seem to you.”

Alex just stared at the titaness impassively, giving no response.

“And, well, yes. I did get that for you to live in, and I know it’s not the nicest of accommodations… but see look!” She pointed to one of the box’s corners. “There’s a rope that you can use to climb out any time you want. And… And! I spent the last hour or so putting little ropes on all the furniture so you can go wherever you like in my quarters.”

Alex crossed his arms over his chest. “But the door’s still locked.”

Rixie posture deflated again. “Oh. Well, yes.” She was now staring at the floor, looking utterly miserable. “Alex, you have to understand… Even if you left, you’ll still be small out there. I really don’t have a way to return you to your planet, I wasn’t lying about that. And besides, there are people… things out there that would really want to harm you. The only reason you’re even here is because I stopped a couple of idiots who wanted to eat you.”

Alex started. “What?”

Rixie sighed. “I should have told you this right away. Just another screw up on my part I guess.” She told him the story of how he’d ended up on the station in the first place. When she’d finished, she glanced up at Alex expectantly. Once again, however, his expression was blank and unreadable. Alex was deciding whether to believe this sudden change of heart.

“There’s no ball.”

Rixie blinked, confusion written on her face. “What?”

Alex turned and nodded towards the hoop inside the glass box. “You’ve got a basketball hoop, but I don’t see a ball anywhere.”

Rixie picked up the box and shook it gently, peering inside. “Well, I did buy one. I know I did.” She set the box down in its original position, and then ducked underneath the desk to continue looking. Alex, despite his best efforts, could not help but notice the tautness of Rixie’s muscles, and the general shape of certain other parts of her anatomy. He found himself lost in a fantasy of what it would be like to ride around in a different pocket of hers. After a few moments she suddenly sat back up, a triumphant grin on her face.

“Found it!” she deposited a black and white ball at Alex’s feet.

“That would be a soccer ball.” He bent down and picked up the ball. “It’s for a different game. Basketballs need to bounce.” He threw the ball onto the desktop as hard as he could; it only bounced as high as his shins. “See? This one’s a little flat too.”

The grin slid off Rixie’s face again. “Oh.”

Alex smiled back at her. “It’s okay. I like soccer better.” He rolled the ball onto the tip of his toe, balancing it there for a moment, before kicking it high into the air, and then using the instep of alternating feet to keep kicking it up again. After a moment he switched to bouncing it off the top of his head.

Rixie watched the performance, delightedly. “So you don’t use a hoop for this… soccer?”

Alex caught the ball with his hands. “Well, no. I’d need a goal and a field for that. But, maybe I can get it through the hoop using only my feet.” He turned and tossed the ball into the cube, then began to pull himself up the rope to get inside.

“So… does this mean I’m forgiven?” Rixie asked hopefully.

Alex paused, about three-fourths of the way up the rope. He gazed back at her, contemplatively for a moment, residual momentum causing his to sway back and forth slightly.

“Depends. Are you going to insist that I call you ‘mistress’?”

Rixie rolled her eyes. “No. Not if you don’t want to. I guess.”

Alex grinned and resumed climbing. “Well then, that’s a start… Rixie.”

Rixie laughed and pushed herself to her feet. “I need to go on duty. I’ll be back in a few hours.”

She started to head out, but paused halfway to the door. Turning back she scooped Alex up in her hand, just as he was about to jump down into the box. Before the little human could react, she swiftly lifted him up to her face and planted a titanic kiss on his body. Not giving him a chance to recover, she set him down on the floor by her feet, and then calmly exited the room.
The door shut behind her with a hiss.

Alex was stunned silent for a moment. Then he looked up at the monumental height of the desk that he would now have to climb to get back to the top. With a sigh he shook his head.

“Well, it could be worse.” With a rueful smirk on his face, he walked over to the rope that was hanging just above the floor.

Rixie paused for a moment in the hallway outside her quarters to collect her thoughts and put her “soldier face” back on.

The station commander had sent her a summons that she wanted to see Rixie the moment she went on duty. There was no telling what that would be about.

“There’s no use standing here thinking about it. Better go find out what the old battleship wants.”

In far too short a time, she was standing in the commander’s office, at attention, in front of her desk. Commander Aquesil was a thin middle aged woman with an inscrutable face that looked like it had been carved from granite. She had short cropped silver hair, piercing grey eyes and an aristocratic, aquiline nose. Her mouth was almost always set in a pencil thin, disapproving line. She shorter than Rixie and physically much smaller, but the woman’s very presence often made Rixie feel like a child again.

“You wanted to see me Ma’am?” The commander let her stand there at attention for a few seconds while she finished something on a datapad in front of her. When her task was completed
she finally looked up.

“I assume you’ve heard the rumors about our… guest coming at the end of the week?”

She seemed to be waiting for an answer so Rixie replied. “Yes Ma’am.”

The commander nodded. “Good. Then I won’t have to waste time briefing you on the situation. Put simply: I’m assigning you to be her… liaison, shall we say?”

Rixie’s mouth fell open and she lost her composure for a moment. “Ma’am you can’t be…!” Her mouth snapped shut again and she went back to rigid attention. The commander’s only response to the outburst was a very slight upturn of the corners of her mouth.

“I can appreciate your feelings on this matter.” She said standing and turning towards the window at the back of her office. “I myself am often… irritated by the non-military portions of this post. However, that was not a decision that was in my power to make. Therefore, we make the best of what we have. Regardless. Your assignment is what it is. I don’t think I need to stress the consequences should anything… untoward happen to that girl while she’s here, do I?”

“No Ma’am.”

“Excellent. I will have a full briefing sent to you within the next two hours. That will be all.”

Rixie turned and exited the commander’s office, absolutely fuming. She couldn’t believe she was going to have to play babysitter for some self-important, entitled, rich-girl brat out on a day trip.

It was going to be a long shift.